Schuyler
I'm happy to see Dallas sunning herself on a lounge chair by the pool as we emerge from our afternoon nap. While Calvin quickly hops in the pool with the rest of his group, I signal for Dallas to follow me.
“What's up?" she whispers as we walk from the pool area to the beach. “And where have the two of you been?" She waggles her eyebrows suggestively.
I cross the hot sand to the shade of a palm tree. When Dallas joins me, I whisper, “He kissed me." I then wait for her wisdom and advice.
“Oh. My. God." she squeals, hopping up and down, clapping. “Give me all the details!" Hands together, her fingertips patter against each other maniacally.
“Stop," I demand. “This isn't good."
Dallas places her hands on my shoulders, looking sternly into my eyes. “This is the best thing to hap
